Tangled Prom Poster Novels & Stories

He knew I wasn't going to release that anyway. But then came Agatha and her puppies, placing a big banner: Prom Girls July edition. It had the faces of all the girls in our year, rules they maintained, and all those girl-shit things of theirs. I wanted to avoid her honestly, but no—she made it a point of duty to keep stepping in front of me, flinging her locks of hair into my face. "I really can't find Charlie here. Can someone help me out?" Her fingers scrolled through the topper list mockingly.

The reality of having a woman tied to me again riled me up. I fished out my phone from my pocket and dialed the number of my private investigator. He picked up almost immediately. "Sir," he said "I want you to run a background check on Isla. The girl with strawberry blonde hair that works in the Rhode's mansion," I ordered. "On it sir," I hung up immediately, he replied. With folded arms, I stared outside the window. I don't know how many hours I stood there. The heat of the sun that seeped through the window burnt my face.

My eyes caught something… his card. That damn sleek business card with his name embossed in bold, black letters and his number beneath it like a curse I couldn't escape. JAXX MORETTI. It lay there on the dresser, like it had been waiting. Like he knew I wouldn’t throw it away. Anger surged like a wave. I grabbed the card, stared at it for one heartbeat too long, then marched to the trash can and flung it inside with enough force to crumple the edges.

"And when my hair turns gray and my hands become too weak to hold yours… I hope you'll still let me try." Ava laughed through her tears. "And now..." The officiant turned toward Ava. "Your vows." She unfolded a neatly folded page, looked down then quietly folded it again. "I don't need this." She met Xander's eyes. "There were days I thought I didn't deserve it," Her voice cracked. "I hurt you,” She took a shaky breath. "I doubted you… I let someone else's lies become louder than your love." "So today… I'm making you a different promise."

“I only need to understand you. And I see the weight you’re carrying. He can take money, he can take houses, but he cannot take the truth from your soul.” My body trembled as though I had been struck. His words were a balm and a blade all at once. --- But the test wasn’t over. Later, when I helped adjust his blanket, he whispered, “Promise me, Palmer. If something happens to me, you won’t give yourself away to repay debts that aren’t yours.” I froze. His eyes bored into mine, searching, pleading. I wanted to promise. I wanted to swear it on every star. But Arrow’s shadow loomed, his note burned in my bag, and my voice cracked on the silence.

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I wished her extensions would rip out from her ginger hair as she playfully twirls the luscious strands. Brianna was the head cheerleader of Hellcats, our supposedly cheerleading team, and was also our class president. There was little Brianna Gomez couldn't do. She was the epitome of perfection. And she was a girl who got everything she wants. Seeing her nearly on top of Kade's thigh gave the huge indication that she wanted him. My fingers push into the bread until I could feel the tomato and lettuce. "Okay something is definitely off-" Colby cuts his own sentence as he whirls around and murmurs out an. "oh."

Alpha Bambam “What’s a pretty damsel like you doing out here alone at this unholy hour?” I asked, my eyes scanning the little beauty before me. She looked so fragile, and I didn’t know if it was the dim light cast on me or the fact that I was already close to being drunk. “I figured I’m standing in your way. Maybe I should…” “Shh…” I stopped her before she could finish. “How about I lead you in myself? You look so worn out already.”

Nate smirked. "Okay then what about prom?" You burst out without a thought. "I could take you." Nate smirks at you flirtatiously. "I'll refer to the previous comment, we are supposed to be fake dating, I don't want either of us to get attached." You remarked. "Fine, I'll find someone else to go with. But you have to reject me Infront of everyone." Nate laughed. "Fine." You also laughed. The next morning the school has been taken over by young adults buzzing about prom, banners appeared overnight with the words PROM! In huge bright letters, confetti everywhere. You're walking down the hall with Tara.

Considering the knowing look she gave me when Lance offered to help me try the dresses, I don't think she would be that oblivious. Lance sighs and gives me another quick peck before helping me off the table. " Let's get you to try the dresses. " Lance offers, passing me one of the dresses. *** " Do you think this is necessary? I mean, my hair is just fine." I protest as Lance drags me to a beauty salon. " Sit your ass right there and get your hair fixed. Something to match the dress we bought for the party. " Lance orders, the power lacing his words making my core tremble with need. I press my legs together and fight a moan.